I wake up to a soft humming in my mind.
"Echo?" I whispered,"Is that you?"
Yes. It is I, child.
I feel a flare of annoyance come up as she calls me "child".
We Ancient Ones do not use names. We only use our real names, unlike you humans.
" Yes, well, my real name is Grace, okay?"
Echo continues to hum, and after a while, she answers me.
Grace is the name your parents gave to you. Your real name is your soul name, the one your soul responds to.
I am suddenly curious about Echo and all her mumbo-jumbo. "What is my soul name?"
You need to find that out for yourself. I cannot tell you.
I try to telepathically talk to her, just as she is doing to me, but I fail.
All in good time, child. All in good time.
"I don't see what's so good about it," I grumble.
She gives me the same answer. So helpful.
All in good time, child.
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~Dusk